Welcome to my Underground Infosphere.
Robotic Librarian is the online face of steven szegedi a.k.a. Vaucanson’s Workshop.
I work in an academic library, and am professionally known as Archivist and Special Collections Librarian. As of last year I have a studio to play in as well, in the Bridgeport Art Center. Please do come visit if you can — every third Friday of the month you can find me during our Open Studios, down in the basement with the other dusty artists, between 6 and 10 pm. No matter what I do, I realize that so far I’m closer to an eighteenth century automata than a fully realized being; I probably have a few more lifetimes to go.
Cheers, and thanks for visiting.
“Letters swallow themselves in seconds.
Notes friends tied to the doorknob,
transparent scarlet paper,
sizzle like moth wings,
marry the air.
So much of any year is flammable,
lists of vegetables, partial poems.
Orange swirling flame of days,
so little is a stone.
Where there was something and suddenly isn’t,
an absence shouts, celebrates, leaves a space.
I begin again with the smallest numbers.
Quick dance, shuffle of losses and leaves,
only the things I didn’t do
crackle after the blazing dies.”